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Chapter 1: Back
4-22-06 12:00 p.m.
I have been sent back to the United States on business. Business, may I say, that I will not mind conducting. Not that Hamas really cares, but Ziva has been missing for the past few months. That makes my mission here even more welcome to my heart. I have heard that it was Gibbs who last saw my little sister alive, and I am determined to avenge her death, no matter what the cost.
The Naval Criminal Investigative Service does not know what is coming. Through my connections in the Federal Bureau of Investigation, I will get my own position on Leroy Jethro Gibbs' team. That bastard Gibbs will have to accept this direct order from his Director, whether he likes it or not. I'll tell them that Hamas has sent me to gather information on NCIS, but I must work there for the false information that I will supposedly be sending to be believed by Hamas. This mission, however, has nothing to do with gathering information. I believe that Caitlin will be glad to see me, though Tony DiNozzo will probably see it as a threat. Everyone knows how he feels about her. But I can't get distracted.
At last, Agent Gibbs' team will be no more. They have shed darkness into my life for too long. My shoulder, though working well, still twinges at the thought of Gibbs' satisfied face as he left me lying on the floor in his autopsy lab. I will take his NCIS team down, because this is no longer about going on missions and getting the job done. This is personal.
4-27-06 10:30 p.m.
I have spoken with the Director of the FBI. He is still convinced that I am a double agent working for him, and have no intention of doing anyone at NCIS any harm. He does not know that I am indeed planning the undoing of the NCIS team that I will be assigned to. Hamas needn't know of my secret desire to avenge my sister. Even though I hadn't seen her or spoken with her for over a year – not since that stupid argument - she was still my sister. I never even got the chance to tell her I was sorry.
I will act as if I have no sister until Gibbs is dying. Then I will mention that this is for my sister. I am dead to my father, but that was a necessary ploy. I had been dead to him for a long time anyway. My informant, Rafiq, was the one who told me that Ziva was dead.
5-1-06 5:30 a.m.
My new job at the Naval Criminal Investigative Service starts today.
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